"What do you know about them?"
"Oh ... everything and nothing!"
"You are a demon!" he exclaimed. "An angel and a demon! Tell me, what do you know about my father and the marchesa?"
"For how much are you selling yourself to Urania? For not less than ten millions?"
He looked at her in bewilderment.
"But the marchesa thinks five enough. And a very handsome sum it is: five millions. Which is it, dollars or lire?"
He clapped his hands together:
"You are a devil!" he cried. "You are an angel and a devil! How do you know? How do you know? Do you know everything?"
She flung herself back in her chair and laughed: "Everything."
"But how?"